Looking back over the years,
I see a child standing there,
Blonde haired and green eyes,
Standing yet, with a sigh,

She seems forelorned I know not why,
appears that her friend has just died,
The tears come a rolling down,
Lying now, upon the ground,

I look to see who's watching me,
And to my surprise I'm solo free,
To come, and go as I may,
Upon such a Lovely, yet lonely day,

I walk on over to this child,
And mention all the miles,
I have treaveled to get to here,
Only to find she didn't care,

The pain within her little heart,
I share and know it shall one day part,
I kiss her head and walk away,
Upon that cloudy rainy day.~*....
 
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